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  "note": "Taken from the 1918 Chatto & Windus volume. That is not the first printing: this volume's own preface credits the Bibliophile Society of Boston with having first given these poems light in a privately printed edition. The year of that edition, and which poems it carried, are not established here.",
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    "text": "Still I love to rhyme, and still more, rhyming, to wander",
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   {
    "text": "Far from the commoner way;",
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   {
    "text": "Old-time trills and falls by the brook-side still do I ponder,",
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   {
    "text": "Dreaming tomorrow today.",
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   {
    "text": "Come here, come, revive me, Sun-God, teach me, Apollo,",
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   {
    "text": "Measures descanted before;",
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    "text": "Since I ancient verses, I emulous follow,",
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    "text": "Prints in the marbles of yore.",
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   {
    "text": "Still strange, strange, they sound in old-young raiment invested,",
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    "text": "Songs for the brain to forget⁠—",
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    "text": "Young song-birds elate to grave old temples benested",
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    "text": "Piping and chirruping yet.",
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    "text": "Thoughts? No thought has yet unskilled attempted to flutter",
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    "text": "Trammelled so vilely in verse;",
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    "text": "He who writes but aims at fame and his bread and his butter,",
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    "text": "Won with a groan and a curse.",
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